[Zero. The answer is zero, but you know what she did make? An ice cannon. Remember that? And she's about to remind him of that when he suddenly falls to the ground in a rather spectacular display of unfortunate events. Even the owlets seem amused by the mild destruction they've caused.
... He really isn't having a good day, is he? Rather than laugh, she quickly approaches, careful of the ice patches, and looks down at him, extending her hand to help him up.]
Are you okay? [but she doesn't waste the opportunity to make a valid point.] Still think you're capable of handling these four alone?
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... He really isn't having a good day, is he? Rather than laugh, she quickly approaches, careful of the ice patches, and looks down at him, extending her hand to help him up.]
Are you okay? [but she doesn't waste the opportunity to make a valid point.] Still think you're capable of handling these four alone?